"Ah? Hmm, going home."
A smile emerged on Hongchen's face: "Leaving today?"
Seeing this smile, the mother could no longer hold it in, forcing herself with a slightly trembling voice to say: "Um... yes, mom, mom will go handle the admission procedures, you rest for a while."
Saying this, she hurriedly pushed open the door and ran out.
One could hear the faint sound of sobbing all along the way.
"Since when did my ears become so sharp?" Faced with the impending death, Hongchen felt somewhat relieved.
He felt that he wasn't actually that tired, as if the physical pain had lessened, not knowing why.
Before long, a nurse came in and started removing the monitors from his body.
Along with taking out all the IV tubes and needles from his hands.
After the nurse left, Hongchen, as if a heavy burden were lifted from him, moved away from the bed to the window, gazing at the tall buildings and bustling streets outside.
